One of the things I love to do on a winter weekend is to stay home and spend the day in our jammies. Mother nature must have heard me complaining about the piles of grubby ice everywhere and sent us some snow. We are supposed to wake up tomorrow to 8-12". It was supposed to start as rain and change over to snow, but it has been snowing fine, steady flakes all day. This the kind of snow that means business.
Don't worry, we do bathe, we just put on another clean set of jammies after wards. There is a fire in the fireplace.
The kid is playing.
Sometimes I go do some housework; sometimes I knit.
Summer can wait.